The words of poet Olga Berggolts on a granite wall at Piskaryovskoye Memorial Cemetery. The words translate to: Here lie Leningraders Here are citydwellers men, women, and children And next to them, Red Army soldiers. They defended you, Leningrad, The cradle of the Revolution With all their lives. We cannot list their noble names here, There are so many of them under the eternal protection of granite. But know this, those who regard these stones: No one is forgotten, nothing is forgotten. Enemies, clad in armour and in iron, were bursting into the city, But workers, schoolchildren, teachers and home guards stood up with the army And like one, they all said Death will sooner fear us, than we will fear death. The hungry, harsh, dark winter of forty-one And forty-two is not forgotten. Neither the shells' ferocity Nor the terror of bombardments in forty-three. The entire city's earth was covered. Not one of your lives, comrades, is forgot. Under the uninterrupted fire from heaven, earth and water, You did you everyday heroic deed With honour, and simply. And together with your Fatherland, You all prevailed in victory. So let the thankful people, The Motherland and hero city Leningrad Eternally lower their standards On this sad and solemn meadow.

Photograph of poet Olga Berggolts words on a granite wall at Piskaryovskoye Memorial Cemetery

Identifier:: am2862_moorescrapbooks_0502
Title:: Photograph of poet Olga Berggolts words on a granite wall at Piskaryovskoye Memorial Cemetery
Date:: 1975-06
Publisher:: West Virginia & Regional History Center
Description:: The words of poet Olga Berggolts on a granite wall at Piskaryovskoye Memorial Cemetery. The words translate to: Here lie Leningraders Here are citydwellers men, women, and children And next to them, Red Army soldiers. They defended you, Leningrad, The cradle of the Revolution With all their lives. We cannot list their noble names here, There are so many of them under the eternal protection of granite. But know this, those who regard these stones: No one is forgotten, nothing is forgotten. Enemies, clad in armour and in iron, were bursting into the city, But workers, schoolchildren, teachers and home guards stood up with the army And like one, they all said Death will sooner fear us, than we will fear death. The hungry, harsh, dark winter of forty-one And forty-two is not forgotten. Neither the shells' ferocity Nor the terror of bombardments in forty-three. The entire city's earth was covered. Not one of your lives, comrades, is forgot. Under the uninterrupted fire from heaven, earth and water, You did you everyday heroic deed With honour, and simply. And together with your Fatherland, You all prevailed in victory. So let the thankful people, The Motherland and hero city Leningrad Eternally lower their standards On this sad and solemn meadow.
Subject Topical:: Poetry, War cemeteries, Memorials
Subject Corporate:: Piskarevskoe memorialʹnoe kladbishche (Saint Petersburg, Russia)
Rights:: No Copyright- United States
Location:: Saint Petersburg (Russia)
Format:: image/tiff
Language:: English
Source:: A&M 2862, Governor Arch A. Moore Jr. papers, West Virginia & Regional History Center, West Virginia University Libraries